There is a power line that runs right alongside our apartment building and specifically right above my window. It has always mildly concerned me, but apparently during the snowstorm something happened to it. Now there is a dangling exposed power line literally right outside my window. The end of it has some frayed tape so I can't see whether it was the wire that fell or just the insulation, but you know what they say about kids who grow up under the power lines...

As Jim pointed out, one of the highlights of the weblog party was Star Wars Super Bombad Racing, a Mariokart-type game featuring Episode I characters with large heads. I was in charge of video game rental, but none of our first choices were available at Delmar Blockbuster ("The Stealingest Blockbuster in the Nation", seriously), so I was forced to choose between Britney's Dance Groove, every sports game imaginable, various Xtreme sports interpretations named after soul-patched twentysomethings who are apparently famous to some people, and RPGs. This was one of the only games that looked like multiple people could play at the same time against each other and not have to undergo a steep learning curve. Unfortunately, nowhere on the box did it point out that the graphics were horrible and the game was badly programmed. At one point I spent about 5 minutes trying to extricate my vehicle from a fountain while all the other racers had finished long ago. At least when each race was over we got to see the winning character engage in a personalized dance groove or other such move (Yoda just nodded his head). Good times.